I placed Cindy face down on the bed, then tied her ankles
with two of Tina's old silk restraints to the foot of the bed. I'd passed the
ropes around the lower part of the bed frame so more than anything else Cindy
couldn't raise her feet from the bed, but she was allowed to move her feet
together or apart as she desired.
She was becoming more cooperative with me and held herself
still as I bound her feet to the bed, but she began to complain again as I
started to draw up on her leash, or she did until the tension on her collar
started to take the air from her. She quickly discovered the only way to keep
from choking was to follow the pull as the shortening chains forced her legs to
bend. I stopped pulling when her thighs were vertical, and her pussy was
presented nicely as could be to me. Since her hands were still pinioned to her
sides at the bottom edge of her bodice, she had no choice but to lean forward
until her shoulders were against the bed with her head turned one way or the
other.
To immobilize her completely I used Tina's other two silk
cords to tie her collar; one rope from each of the side rings, to the posts at
the head of the bed. Bound thus she could not stretch forward and lay flat, nor
could she bend her legs further and bring her haunch to her feet. The feeling
of power I got from binding Cindy in this manner was incredible, and I simply
enjoyed the sight of her full woman's derriere presented to me for my
convenience and abuse for a few minutes.
My cock had been ready now for some time, and I showed
the thing to Cindy, so she could see what she was going to be filled with soon,
as I let my skirt fall. Caressing myself, I bathed my cock in oil Flow had
thoughtfully provided for the purpose, then moved to the foot of the bed and
mounted Cindy without hesitation. As my cock slipped into her I heard her catch
her breath at the unexpected suddenness of my penetration, but the pain she may
have expected was forestalled by the oil and she didn't cry out from pain.
I grabbed her hips and supported myself on my arms as I
started the slow, powerful strokes which I knew would bring me to climax very
quickly, using her body for my own pleasure without concerning myself with her
comfort or pleasure. Cindy began to voice her anger at the way I was abusing
her but she was unable to say much, with the constant pounding causing her to
choke repeatedly, as I approached the point of no return.
Just as I gave myself over to my bodies automatic
control, I reset my grip on her hips and my knees gripped the outside of her
legs. I don't remember anything except the white hot light and focus of my
whole being as I flooded her interior with my juices.
When my body gave me back control, I finished my use of
Cindy by disengaging quickly and walking out of the gallery, leaving her there
to feel used completely, as our juices ran down her legs to her knees. Her
bindings would insure she would remain as I left her, with her ass and pussy
held high in the air for my convenience and use when I returned.
It made me smile to think of raping the vixen repeatedly,
not just here in the tower, but when her screams of displeasure would be
appreciated by an audience. I knew I'd found a way the violent vixen would
serve our party well once we left the relative safety of this city and the
close forest fringes. It's too bad it couldn't have been Sandy, that would have
been real justice!
"Oh well, it's just as well." I thought to
myself, "But it was still a nice thought."
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